Chapter 2 Tampering...!

Juliette's point of view...

I was in the middle of the hallway in the school this morning, digging through the files submitted by the classmates to find mine when I heard a line or a few.

Two of the teacher's voices whispering in excitedly from the room behind me.

Usually I am a good girl and I wouldn't have bothered, but right now eavesdropping the teachers in the staff, felt like the only exciting adventure I could find in this exceptionally boring day.

"Did you see him...!"

"How creamy he is...! I felt him...ugh...! I can't explain..."

I chuckled to hear two of the oldies taking about a guy. They have the current too...!

I thought they were talking about a film star or an idol but to my surprise they weren't. As those words could damn pull out any girl's interest, without further delay, I shifted closer to the room door and continued listening in.

"His hands brushed my arm and I was frozen...! You know I bought this dress yesterday. It gives a look of pumping my breasts up." Mrs Brandon blurted out and I was like...! What the...!!

"It was just that...! I even pecked him when we met... Oh my!! how delicious he smells..." that was my English lecturer, Miss Olivia. I can't believe those oldies have something like this to discuss.

By the way whom are they talking about?

A chuckle left my lip as I heard two of my professors blurting about a man so disgustingly. I was here to put the files in the staff room for Mr. Thompson but listening to them even my curiosity piqued.

I smacked myself back to Mr Thompson, his Mathematics and his complications. My mind just swirls as it gets in.

I calmly got in and pretended to surf the files in my hands when the two ladies passed by still giggling.

I still wonder who they were talking about, a teen's curiosity over a man who can make two oldies brag about his looks.

I was really curious.

Suddenly my eyes fell on a paper next to Mr. Thompson's desk.

'Latest Schedule'

My eyes broadened and a smile tugged on my lips. I was interested to get an hold on the teachers schedule in the school as you can just stir it up to get some free time as you please

I quickly picked up the paper and added it to the pile in my hand.

Oh well... No body saw me, right...!

I was still staring at that paper to arrange the schedule according to my free time, when my phone began to ring.

Cussing at the untimely call, I put the paper down and looked at the called id...and cussed again.

Holy shit...!

I totally forgot that I had to write the report.

"Crab...!"

I blurted out, realizing that I totally forgot all about the enormous loaf of homework that we were to complete this morning. There was silence on the other side.

"Yes, I knew it..." I finally heard the response.

"I am sorry, Scarlet...!" I responded when my breathing evened out.

I'll have to take a candy later on to cool her off. But it'll be totally worth it.

"Where are my notes, darling?"

She hissed sarcastically, Scarlet and I are friends for year's that I even don't remember from when we started it.

"I am on it...?!" My mind took a while to come to a correct phrase, but soon I came up with an idea,

"I will complete it tomorrow,"

"What are you up to? The next class is English...?" She asked, curious and concerned.

"No-YES! Yes. But no" I answered as I stared at the schedule in my hand.

"It's not English, it's arts." I said correcting my tone. She may be confused for a while but she will understand everything if I tell her personally. "Um...what are you...! What were you talking about?" she muttered half headedly.

"You will get to know when I will be there, darling...!" I hang up and shoved the phone inside my pocket.

Concentrating on the sheet before me, I misplaced two of the most boring classes to that of arts as we don't have an art teacher yet. It will be fun to have some leisure time to relish.

As done with the tampering, I opened the door quietly and tippy-toed out of the room.

I was still deeply in thought as I walked upto my locker to get books for my next class, I didn't notice what was in front of me and ended up bumping into a wall which had me dropping the keys from my hand and falling backwards.

I gasped and closed my eyes, waiting for the consequence. Either to fall and become a laughing stock of the kids around or to bounce back like a hero in a Hollywood action film.

But fortunately nothing happened, it wasn't a wall that I had walked into, since walls never have strong hands to grab around your waist in no second and neither do they have delicious manly cologne to blow your senses off proportion.

I peaked open an eye and gasped again.

I flipped my eyelids only to see a man holding me in his arms. Deep blue eyes, blonde-haired and a facial feature that remains in the mind like a birth mark.

He was the Greek God himself. I bit my lower lip controlling the urge to bite his.

"Will you be like this...!" he opened his mouth and I had been staring at his pink lips that had just parted and spread a minty mist everywhere around me.

Oh... God...!

Why did you create something so troublesome like this to blow up our minds...!!

"Excuse me" he raised his eyebrows at me, steadying me back to my feet and then pushing me slightly away.

It took me a few seconds to get back to my senses. I never saw a man so gorgeous like him. But wait...!

Who is he? I never saw him before, he might be new here.

A student...!

I rolled my eyes over his body, well built with a perfect V shape, but he was not so young to be a student.

A teacher...!

I stared at his deep blue eyes and his other features with my special narrowed eyes, he was too young to be a professor here in this high school.

Who the heck was this man?

Snapping back my senses, I thought I should apologize. Though inside my fluttering heart I want to jump on him again.

"I... I am sorry...!" I said, dusting my skirt.

His confusion turned into a deadly glare as he spouted out,

"Were you the one in the staff room earlier...?"

My eyes widened as I glared back at him.

What the...!

Did he saw me tampering the schedule...?

No way...! I checked that room clearly, there was no chance that someone saw me.

By the way who is he?

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